❝ Just say the words and I'm yours.❞
Amelia West. She is fiery, hot and smart. Wanting to lay low but how can she? When her and her best friends get into their dream college UCLA, University of Los Angeles California, they are determined to make th...
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I WANT her so fucking bad. I couldn't keep my eyes elsewhere even if I tried to. From her laying on my shoulder sleeping peacefully on the way here to her coming down from her shower in that sexy little outfit and no makeup on which to me, is even better.
The outfit was only a tank top and tiny pajama shorts but it was her that made it so fucking sexy. There was no bra underneath her tank and I could tell. Through the entire night I could tell whenever her tits went hard and her nipples poked out and that shit turned me the fuck on. Now here I am waiting for her to come up to the third floor which had a large balcony with a jacuzzi placed in the corner. Small steps leading up to it and lighting that made sure she couldn't shy away thanks to the darkness. I had access to an amazing view and an amazing girl.
Perfect place to fuck.
But I knew she wouldn't let me. Not just like that but hopefully this weekend.
I think she abandoned me. How long does it take for a girl to change into her bikini? It took me about ten seconds and I have been waiting for her for the maximum of ten minutes. In my hand is a Malibu canned cocktail and I sip on it knowing that this shit doesn't even count as 'alcohol' to me. I brought her one too. It's laying besides my phone on the white towel I folded.
Her body finally comes into view and she opens the sliding door stepping into the balcony. I smile as I stare her up and down, the white towel wrapped around her waist restricting me from taking in every inch of her. Not surprised she looks good, she always looks good but she looks even better in that sage green pushup bikini. Is this shit fucking normal? Nobody has ever turned me on the way she does. Not even fucking Lillie.
Her gentle smile, those pink plump lips.
God, I need to get it together. I am not a fucking hormonal teenage boy who doesn't know how to control this shit. So then why when I'm around her do I feel like I have no fucking control whatsoever?
"Thought I abandoned you?" She questions as I place my drink down and outstretch my arms so they rest on opposite sides. She uses the hair tie on her wrist to tie her hair into a loose bun. "No I was pretty confident you would come."
"Such a liar Reece." She shakes her head with a chuckle before dropping the towel revealing those curves. Just by those curves you can tell that she got ass. My dick hardens as she comes up the small stairs before kicking off her crocs and stepping in. The water is warm and perfect so I can tell she instantly gets comfortable.
"Thanks for getting me a drink." She spoke whilst standing, she then sits across from me and her arms begin to play with the water. "Are you planning on sitting there and staring at me the entire time?"
